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Where
’
d
you
get
that
shit
?
"
"
I
’
m
just
talkin
’
hypothetically
is
all
.
Like
resetting
all
the
pieces
on
a
chess
board
.
You
take
your
turn
,
then
everything
goes
back
to
how
it
started
.
"
"
It
depends
.
"
Still
hanging
from
the
top
bunk
,
his
face
lit
up
.
"
You
talkin
’
about
fucking
or
fighting
?
"
"
No
fucking
.
"
"
Well
,
if
they
asked
me
to
go
back
and
fight
at
Okinawa
again
,
I
’
d
tell
’
em
to
shove
it
up
their
asses
.
They
could
send
me
to
a
fuckin
’
firing
squad
if
they
want
,
but
I
wouldn
’
t
go
back
.
"
What
if
you
didn
’
t
have
a
choice
?
What
if
you
had
to
relive
your
execution
again
and
again
?
At
the
end
of
the
day
,
every
man
has
to
wipe
his
own
ass
.
There
’
s
no
one
to
make
your
decisions
for
you
,
either
.
And
whatever
situation
you
’
re
in
,
that
’
s
just
another
factor
in
your
decision
.
Which
isn
’
t
to
say
everybody
gets
the
same
range
of
choices
as
everybody
else
.
If
there
’
s
one
guy
out
there
with
an
ace
in
the
hole
,
there
’
s
sure
to
be
another
who
’
s
been
dealt
a
handful
of
shit
.
Sometimes
you
run
into
a
dead
end
.
But
you
walked
each
step
of
the
road
that
led
you
there
on
your
own
.
Even
when
they
string
you
up
on
the
gallows
,
you
have
the
choice
to
meet
your
death
with
dignity
or
go
kicking
and
screaming
into
the
hereafter
.
But
I
didn
’
t
get
that
choice
.
There
could
be
a
giant
waterfall
just
beyond
Tateyama
,
the
edge
of
the
whole
damn
world
,
and
I
’
d
never
know
it
.
Day
after
day
I
go
back
and
forth
between
the
base
and
the
battlefield
,
where
I
’
m
squashed
like
a
bug
crawling
on
the
ground
.
So
long
as
the
wind
blows
,
I
’
m
born
again
,
and
I
die
.
I
can
’
t
take
anything
with
me
to
my
next
life
.
The
only
things
I
get
to
keep
are
my
solitude
,
a
fear
that
no
one
can
understand
,
and
the
feel
of
the
trigger
against
my
finger
.
It
’
s
a
fucked
-
up
world
,
with
fucked
-
up
rules
.
So
fuck
it
.
